Chapter 221 Shen Yilin is up to his old tricks again.

Just as Sang Yuwan was about to speak, her phone rang.

She picked up her phone, turned her executive chair around, and turned her back to Rong Zhi.

"Xinglan, what's wrong?"

A panicked and pained voice came from the other end of the phone, "Sister-in-law, save me."

Sang Yuwan's knuckles turned slightly white as she stood up abruptly. "Xinglan, don't panic, speak slowly."

“Sister-in-law… Waaah…” Bo Xinglan on the other end began to sob.

Sang Yuwan's expression changed drastically, her starry eyes turning icy cold. "Don't cry. Tell me, where are you now?"

Bo Xinglan sobbed, "I don't know where I am? Sister-in-law, I feel like I'm going to die..."

Sang Yuwan's eyes narrowed, and her pretty face turned frosty. "Look around, what's there?"

Bo Xinglan seemed genuinely cold, her teeth chattering. "It's pitch black, I can't see anything?"

Sang Yuwan's fingers gripped her phone so tightly it cracked. "Send me your location..."

A sinister laugh interrupted her.

Then, the call abruptly ended.

“Shen Yilin!” Sang Yuwan frowned, her face so gloomy it looked like it was about to drip water.

Rong Zhi walked up to her, grasped her wrist, and took the phone from her. "Is Shen Yilin up to his old tricks again?"

Sang Yuwan's thin lips pressed into a straight line, her eyes filled with coldness. "I suspect he kidnapped Xinglan."

Rong Zhi's heart skipped a beat.

This Shen Yilin really doesn't want to live anymore.

Rong Zhi's expression was stern, and he parted his thin lips slightly, "Don't rush. I'll handle this."

Sang Yuwan's eyes were blazing with suppressed anger, her chest heaving as she said, "This time, you're going to go all out against me."

Rong Zhi's eyes narrowed, and he said in a low voice, "I will definitely leave him with only a breath left."

Sang Yuwan looked up and glanced at him. Her eyes were burning red with anger.

Rong Zhi hugged her and then walked out of the office.

Sang Yu stood there for a while before the bloodshot in her eyes subsided somewhat.

She called Minglang in.

"Have someone kidnap the woman in villa 1308."

Minglang was taken aback. "Madam, Shen Yilin, him?"

Sang Yuwan pulled out her executive chair, sat down, and said with a slightly cold expression, "He kidnapped Bo Xinglan."

“He…” Minglang paused for half a second, then frowned, “Using the same trick on the same person, isn’t he afraid you’ll ignore him?”

Sang Yuwan gave a cold laugh, "As long as I am still the head of the Bo family, I cannot ignore this."

Minglang opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

Sang Yuwan added, "Remember, never alert the enemy."

Minglang clenched his fingers, lowered his head, and said, "I understand."

Sang Yuwan's expression hardened. "Go down."

"Yes." Minglang responded and was about to turn around when Sang Yuwan added, "After you tie him up, call Second Master."

"Second Master?" Minglang suddenly looked up, his eyes widening slightly. "Second Master went to rescue Miss Xinglan?"

Sang Yuwan said coldly, "Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask."

Minglang's heart raced, and his face flushed red. "Yes, Madam."

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Sang Yu took a couple of sips of water and continued working.

Xiansi carried in stacks of documents and then carried them out in stacks.

Two hours passed, and there was still no news from Rong Zhi.

Even Minglang didn't come back.

After finishing reviewing the last document on the table, Sang Yuwan's eyelids twitched involuntarily.

She took two deep breaths, closed the file, and then got up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.

The sunlight at nearly 11 a.m. was warm and calm.

Sang Yuwan's face seemed to be coated with a layer of fine golden light, making her delicate features even more three-dimensional.

In the distance, tall buildings stand tall.

The glass exterior wall refracts an orange halo.

Sang Yuwan's eyes gradually became unfathomable.

This largest city in the south is like an impenetrable wall on all sides.

She was having some difficulty breathing.

Xiansi knocked on the door and came in, holding a delivery box in her hand.

"Madam, the service desk just received the package."

Sang Yuwan frowned. "What delivery?"

Xian Si replied, "It was a same-city delivery. The sender was Bo Qingmei."

Sang Yuwan frowned and suddenly turned around.

Are you sure the sender is Bo Qingmei?

Xian Si paused abruptly, looked down, and examined it carefully. "It was indeed sent by Bo Qingmei."

She paused for a moment, then read out the mailing address, "Nancheng Hospital".

Sang Yuwan narrowed her eyes, walked to the sofa and sat down. "Bring it here."

"Yes," Xian Si replied, quickly walking up to her. She then placed the package on the coffee table. "Madam, would you like to open it?"

Sang Yuwan shook her head. "You can go down now."

Xian Si pursed her lips, then turned and left.

Sang Yuwan leaned back slightly, not opening the package immediately.

When she last met Bo Qingmei, there were some questions she hadn't been able to ask clearly because of Ning Wanzhen's presence.

She had originally planned to go to Nancheng Hospital again today, but after what happened with Bo Xinglan, she had to change her plans.

After about five minutes, she slowly sat up straight, looked down at the delivery box.

Xian Si wasn't mistaken; the sender was indeed Bo Qingmei, and the middle digits of the phone number were encrypted.

Sang Yuwan leaned forward slightly, holding the express box in both hands, and gently shook it.

A soft, rustling sound.

The contents inside appear to be paper or something similar.

Sang Yuwan's heart tightened, and her gaze turned cold.

Could the document that Bo Qingmei sent her be something else?

"Documents?" Sang Yuwan's heart skipped a beat, and some guesses began to form in her mind.

She immediately got up, took a pair of scissors from her desk, bent down, and opened the package.

What comes into view is a layer of haphazardly cut shredded paper.

She held the scissors and gently peeled away the shredded paper.

The transparent plastic bag was visible.

A hint of surprise flashed across Sang Yuwan's eyes. She then picked up the scissors, picked out the shredded paper, and threw it into the trash can.

The package sent by Bo Qingmei was completely exposed to her eyes.

It was indeed a stack of documents.

Sang Yuwan took a deep breath, put down the scissors, and took out the plastic bag.

A thick stack of documents, with something resembling a cover on the top A4 sheet.

"Detailed Statement of Accounts for the Bo Group's Slush Fund"

The bold black text flew into Sang Yuwan's starry eyes, making her heart clench.

"Bo's Group".

"Secret stash of money".

These words were like a thunderclap exploding over Sang Yuwan's head.

She had been with the Bo family for almost six years and had never known that the group had a slush fund.

Bo Xingzhi probably doesn't even know.

Sang Yuwan picked up the scissors and cut the plastic bag open.

She removed the cover, then picked up a small portion of it and began to read it carefully.

As I watched, her brows furrowed more and more, and fine lines appeared at the corners of her eyes.

The stack of documents sent by Bo Qingmei felt like a huge boulder, weighing heavily on her heart.

The first detailed account statement.

The accounting date is thirty-four years ago.

Moreover, it was in the first month after Bo Xingzhi was born.

Clearly, the person who set up the slush fund was Bo Yuanshan.

Sang Yuwan guessed that his violation of regulations was probably because he was worried that Bo Xingzhi's identity would be exposed, and he was paving an escape route for him in advance.

In this way, even if Bo Xingzhi's identity is exposed, he will still have a huge amount of wealth.

Bo Yuanshan really schemed every step of the way for this illegitimate child.

"Heh." Sang Yuwan's lips curled into a cold smile, her eyes gradually turning icy.